Niggas in Koreatown

Are you Korean?? I heard there meaning to take over our street. Well that shit ain’t happening nigga.. it’s business as usual.. black hands at the booze hole.. collecting dollars like the tax man ... it may sound unsual.. but those are the facts man... we don’t cause violence ... we out here hustling driving them prices up! Mafia ain’t got shit.. they like a buttercup. These Koreans gotta know what’s up. It’s only business nigga... racial tension aside.. we ain’t afraid to pull the trigger...we dont have to hide.

Yo I heard there moving into the hood by the dozens.. Every single ones got 12 cousins.. But we ain’t fussing. They open up stores like it’s nothing... but we introduce ourselves... flash a pistol with some threats man we be huffin and puffin like a wolf till we get some ends. It’s a matter of protection nigga it’s a matter of respect. If you wanna sell chop suey in this hood it will cost ya weekly.. no need to call the fuzz... they in our back pocket... Yo what did you say.. I don’t speak Korean but I'll help to explain... cuz you don’t know English.. Imma spell it out for ya... We coming every week get the dollars and we be going. No pain on your family no attacks on your soul. Just a shitload of money that you know you will owe. Now give me some sweet and sour.. your business will do just fine.. if you make friends with our kind.. Cuz we ain’t stopping... Boone’s Sade from these gangstas that gots some mighty big taste buds for papers. Never fuckin late cuz.. we organized like a bank cuz... But we don’t give out loans.. no mortgages here.. only collections nigger and that’s sincere. Do you understand now? Do you get the words I’m saying. I’m done fucking around I’m done with the explaining.

I got 3 grand and I’m a quarter block down ... I got my pistol in tow... I’m the king of this town.. Nigga I don’t wear a crown.. I don’t like attention.. I’m the silent type I’ll bust ya head and break ya neck son.. don’t be guessing my name.. It’s not important ... I don’t give it away ... You gotta earn it it’s about deporting.. Yeah I’ll send ya back over the border... make your kids fuckin orphans... let’s play nice.. give 600 and a box of rice.. word up.

We taking over bitch.. yo we owe that snitch.. a present from the barrel a fuckin bullet visit. Talk is so cheap.. and he knows this.. The expense is catastrophic when your open your lips. We know about every call to the 5-0...it’s all networked and set up like clockwork.. 247 yeah we ain’t going down.. Even officer Brown brings us cars that have been in the impound. Officer White brings us any substances we might like.. seized from the little users that scurry like crackheads in the night. We got it set up my friend.. There’s nothing you can do.. this is the Detroit way.. no such thing as a way through.. We gon stop sign you.. get you outta your van... Are you Korean, Chinese, Phillipino, or from Japan?

Really don’t matter racial tensions aside... but you must know on this street there’s no place to hide. There’s no such thing as peace of mind.. unless you pay the price. It’s the American way... If you don’t make money in this particular way.. your just an employee with a mother fuckin 401k... and we take that too... we don’t discriminate though..whether it’s cash, goods, or straight up ya yo. You good at math ... well Ok! what’s 48 percent of your profits including what YOU made a!? I know you Koreans don’t need no calculator...

and if you try to short us wait and see... Shit will go down like the Korean War back in 1953. Our troops will come in armed to the teeth... blow a hole in ya head blow a hole in ya safe. We don’t make threats though there is no need. Everyone knows what they in for when they are in front of me. I’m shy like a kid on the first day of school.. Turned to a bully fast... Now I’m the principal. Shit... I’ve never been arrested. or fucked with by the cops... I just fling the chief a thousand and every piggy stops.

It’s not a racial thing... but it’s a monetary fling... it’s just a temporary sting.. we need you to make this business work. we silent partnering like beserk! So calm right down... take that black belt off.. this ain’t karate kid nigga that shit is soft. You ain’t Bruce Lee you ain’t Jackie Chan... You ain’t no samurai ninja from granfathers land. Honor my ass.. Your cultures good... throw back up your sign.. We’re Open... Just respect our culture and you’ll be just fine. It may seem unfair and shady as fuck.. but it’s better to throw us the loot than be mixed in a cement truck.

Let’s conclude this shit right here... as simple as you can comprehend. You may be a businessman but we the black hand. what! literally nigga my hand is black.

no disrespect for the Koreans..we do this to every business on the block..

you ain’t no different... don’t even go for that glock. We all good then? We all good? Gove me some Almond Chicken and some cream of Kung pow food. mmmmmm tasty as a mother fucker.. your gonna do well my friend. and that’s good for my bottom line nigga! haha